a pet shop window smudged from her tiny nose pressing against the glass
three little girls creeping from their beds in the middle of the night to sleep with her on the kitchen floor so that she wouldn’t be frightened in her new home
summer vacations
Christmas holidays
bounding through the tall hay in the pastures at the farm
long meandering walks in the autumn woods
ploughing through deep snow drifts
my garden
bedtime
always with us – always happy
her morning walks with Ralph became difficult
silence
darkness
yesterday she left us the same way that she came to our family
in my arms
sleep gently sweet puppy
our little Molly Dolly
painting by my dad, George Chase
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